One has to really love your kid to endure Titanic and High School The Musical. I did luck out somewhat when I noticed the Tranquil Sea did not leave any food for the kid. I went off to the grocery store looking for food my daughter could prepare quickly. As she is growing rapidly and is very thin it is okay to load up on the dairy products. I did pass up my favorites and purchased her some strawberry ice cream. I found a few cans of chicken soup, some microwave pancakes and she reminded me twice on cell phone about fruit roll ups.
On the way back there was a huge fire on Liberty Avenue. I used the crowd to my advantage and headed straight for the hallal truck. She said she wasn't hungry and ate my lunch. I then went to the roti shop for daluri and baigan choka for the mossus.
Unfortunately, while I returned the ship was still sinking. I was actually rooting for the writer of this script to get hypothermia. I have no idea why people went to this dreadful film in droves.
However, that was a minor irritation when compared to High School the Musicl. Idiotic spoiled shallow blondes, pretty boy jock who rebels against his basketball coach day and math wiz minority are a dreadful mix of pc cliches. The singing, actingand writing of this had me yearning for the dreadful drug comedies of the 80's.
I am currently reading Rutherford's New York. One should not expect Mitchener or Kenneth Roberts who do this genre better than Rutherford. That being said thus far the book is better than advertised, but I am still in the Revolutionary War era.